Sex Pixie.

Damon. 21. Tinker Fairy. Le' Beau. Hell yeah I'm a dick girl, addicted to you. {closed RP for stdeveraux-rpg}

[ccatstiels]

[ccatstiels]

dean + costumes

[deansidjit-deactivated20140427]

That smile.

[damondisampastdev]

Fox’s mind shifted from her companion dressed as Emma Frost to Magneto. He’d suit the stupid helmet. But her thoughts divulged as Damon has released his wings and had flown past her. Fox scowled at his own dirty tactics, “I won’t be so easily defeated!” Laughter soon followed as her own wispy wings revealed themselves picking her up off the ground. It’d been a long time since she’d flown but Fox didn’t hold back chasing after him but unfortunately she was bit a tad late in getting her wings out. A little relieved that her feet were now back on solid ground the fae took several long slow deep breaths before speaking, “okay, okay you ain’t no Magneto but you win this time –– but only this time”. Fox straightened up a smirk curving her lips, “next time I won’t go easy on you”.

"Next time you won't go easy on me? If that's your easy, I'm curious to see what your hard is." Damon stated, grinning at the other. "Because that was a piece of piss." He added, winking. He knew he should tone down the banter, but he knew the other could give it just as bad. "Maybe you're more.... days of future past Kitty Pryde, with the whole smoke thing..." He mused, trying his best to tease his friend as he pushed the door to the bar open, his wings folding back into his body. "After you..."

[winchesteir-deactivated20210119]

[kendaspntwd]

[damondisampastdev]

Costume Porn  + Dean Winchester ( part 1)

[damondisampastdev]

"Merry Christmas guys!"

[damondisampastdev]

Fox’s brow furrowed slightly but she shrugged it off she’d already explained herself once she wasn’t going to do it again. Her expression lifted into something lighter a laugh escaped her lips at his words, “yeah right if I’m Falcon you’re definitely Emma Frost sweetheart. Nice little white corset and some panties you’d be right off,” Fox snorted and then pulled a slight face as she envisioned her companion in an Emma Frost get-up, it certainly wasn’t attractive. Fox’s gaze snapped up to the pub as he informed her, “good cause I’m really fucking thirsty, race ya’ last one to the bar buys a round of drinks,” she said already sprinting ahead.

Damon let out a laugh at being compared to Emma Frost, the image he came up with amusing him. "Excuse you, I'd rock a corset and panties. Probably better than you could." He commented, his tone joking. "But honestly, if I was one of the xmen, it'd be magneto, because unlike some fae, I can use all the metals..." He added, adding the small dig at the end to be slightly mocking. As the other started to sprint away, his jaw dropped, shocked at the dirty tactics being used. Snapping his wings out, he put on a burst of speed. "On your left." He stated, flying past the girl.

[ainslee-fraser-deactivated20150]

" Perhaps, or maybe the professors are actually taking it easier on us because of what they had just put us through? Who knows though."

[damondisampastdev]

"Maybe, though if I know anything, they're probably trying to lull us into a false sense of security before fucking us all over again."

[lawrence-johnsen]

Lawrence laughed loudly. “I’m sorry, did that sound like an offer? Well if it did, it wasn’t." Lawrence had liked this man… Had. “Listen, I appreciate the compliment however forced it may be, but I’m not twelve, I’m twenty four.” Lawrence was used to being teased about his young face, some people might take offence, but Lawrence loved it. When everyone else was old and grey, Lawrence had the hope he would look younger than all the rest. He walked to the door, swinging it open. “Look, I have things to do..” He said, pointing to one of the bags on the floor. “But it was a pleasure talking with you. Oh and uh, watch your step. You dropped a bit of that enormousego at the door.” He said with a smile. 

[damondisampastdev]

Damon grinned at the the boy, finding his reaction even funnier the more he spoke. "Oh fuck no! Honestly I think I'd rather die than actually fuck you." He explained with a laugh. He knew the other didn't like him, but thought they could eventually be somewhat friends. "Oh no, I don't have an enormous ego. A big dick, sure. Ego, no." He added, picking up his car parts. "Pleasure was all mine, Lawrence. I'll catch you later."

[lawrence-johnsen]

Thank. Fuck. Lawrence thought. Well, he could check this one off on the list of people he didn’t have to worry about. Lawrence let his mouth drop open slightly. Wait, what did he just say to me? "Well… As you can see I’m not tall, nor am I attractive, but that last part remains to be seen…” Lawrence winked at this so called 'Damon', walking around him to reach his other bag. “My name is Lawrence…” He said with a smile. 

[damondisampastdev]

Damon laughed loudly as he saw the other's jaw drop, glad to draw such a reaction. "You know, you're not actually that bad looking, but I'm not gonna test the theory about being a good fuck. You look 12. I'm not a pedophile." He replied, offering the compliment before flat out rejecting the shorter boy. "Nice to meet ya, Lawrence."

[ainslee-fraser-deactivated20150]

Is it just me....

Or has this place been unusually quiet lately?

[damondisampastdev]

"It's definitely been quiet. Too quiet. Maybe something's gonna happen..."

[lawrence-johnsen]

Lawrence let out an angry huff. Was this his room mate? It must be, the other side of the dorm did looked lived in. He glanced at the papers on his bedside table, then looked back at the stranger. “Listen..” Lawrence started. “If we are going to be living in close proximity, there will be rules. Rule number one, get your shit off my bed.” He smiled. He had predetermined that he was going to be extra mean to the cute ones, maybe try and play hard to get or something. Lawrence replaced his smile with a frown, wondering why his ‘new friend’ had what looked like… Automobileparts..? Jesus.. Everyone here was weird as hell.

[damondisampastdev]

Damon let out a loud laugh and picked his stuff back up. "Nah man, you're not my roommate unless in the nighttime you become tall and handsome with dark hair and you're a wonderful fuck." He told the stranger with a laugh, finding the situation highly funny. He looked the stranger up and down, nodding his head in slight appreciation. The blonde was attractive, though his face was slightly pinched. "I'm Damon."

[damondisampastdev]

Damon was relaxing in the garage, listening to music in his car when he heard the door, causing him to stop. "What?" He asked, turning his music down.

[lawrence-johnsen]

Lawrence groaned. This school was nice, very nice actually, but why did there have to be so many fucking stairs? He hated stairs, he hated walking, and he hated being lost. In fact, there wasn’t much about this place that wasn’t annoying the shit out of him. “Jesus Christ, could this place be anymore over the top?” He huffed, still making his way to his assigned room. He was told upon arrival that he would have a room mate, an annoying one if he had to guess. Everyone here seemed so up their own ass, telling him the school was bad, being angry at him for not liking it… Oh well, some of them were nice. Lawrence looked at his papers, he was at the right room! He fumbled with the key and opened the door. The room was nice, it had two beds, assorted furniture, and places for his things. He started to unpack, smiling as he did so. It was nice to have a change, well, a total change of location. He dragged his bag over to the nightside table by his bed, opening it and taking things out one at a time. He pulled his phone charger out and threw it over his shoulder, hearing it hit someone behind him before making contact with the floor. Lawrence turned around slowly. “Who the hell are you and why are you in my room?”

[damondisampastdev]

Damon walked into his dorm room, glad the door was open as his arms were full of car parts. As he was hit by something, he snapped his head up, expecting to see his friend standing in front of him, causing a frown to form on his face as he took in the unfamiliar person. "Wait, I thought this was my room... Am I in the wrong place again?" He asked, placing his stuff neatly on the empty bed. "I don't even care anymore."

[celestialprophetess-blog]

"Cheeky’s my middle name sweethear’, it comes with the rakish good looks. Pleasure to meet you Damon, I’m Milo - try to remember it, if you can."

[damondisampastdev]

"Well I do agree that you have rakish good looks I'm almost jealous. Milo... It's nice... You remind me of someone though..."

[damondisampastdev]

"It’s fine. It’s hard to be insulted when someone has a face like that. One look and it’s all better."

[celestialprophetess-blog]

"Oh you are a charmer aren’t ya. Do I get a name of the handsome stranger I just offended, or is that pushin’ my luck?”

[damondisampastdev]

"Oh I don't know, that's really rather cheeky of you, though if you must know, I'm Damon. And may I ask your name, gorgeous?"